By Molly Kirschner
Featured art by Odilon Redon
I said to the driver, deliver me
to the nearest beautiful thing.
My name is not ma’am.
Where clouds rallied together like workers
I said let me out here.
Palm trees dusted the sky. No rain.
I called another taxi, I said, take me to
a larch, a church, the awe
in the word autumn.
Take me to dusk.
To a Sikh temple where I can meet the genderless god.
Behind the curtain
where we pray our children will fix the world
before we are reborn.
Molly Kirschner’s poems have appeared or are forthcoming in numerous journals including The Southern Review, and One Magazine. Her new manuscript was a semi-finalist for the Louise Bogan 2020 Award for Artistic Merit and Excellence. Kirschner’s first book of poems, Hard Proof, was released in July of 2015 from Red Mountain Press. Her second collection, Notes For Further Research, was released in December 2017.